This made Yan Beihan even more proud: "You don't even think about who I am."

"Lord Yan is mighty!"

"Then do you know why others only offer one handful? Even adults such as Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang only offer one handful?"

Yan Beihan's gloating was no longer concealed: "Could it be that they can't do it?"

Fang Che vaguely felt something was wrong, his throat felt dry: "So..."

"It's because the divine metal grows with its master. Firstly, it's only secondary that the soul is not strong enough. Secondly, every time the divine metal grows, it requires a lot of nutrients. Thirdly, it's the improvement of the realm, especially

After you reach the level of the Holy Emperor, your own cultivation, and the qualifications to resonate with the Great Dao, you also have the ability to truly contact the divinity. With each improvement, the divine metal elves need to share your divinity.

.And your divinity must keep up with the needs of the divine metal elves.”

"As for other things, there are still many things that cannot be explained in words and can only be understood. So you still need to understand it yourself. I am not in that state yet, so I can't help you."

Yan Beihan immediately said: "I thought it would be a lot if you could get one piece, but I never expected that you actually got three pieces and sacrificed them all. Do you still remember that after you raised Gu at the leader level and became a god?

, I once asked you something when I met you, I asked you whether the piece of divine metal you got as a reward was refined? You said it was already refined. Then I didn’t say anything anymore."

Fang Che tried hard to remember.

I vaguely remember following Yan Beihan up that mountain peak?

On the way up the mountain, Yan Beihan asked himself if she was beautiful?

But the memory is very blurry, I only remember that look back and a smile.

He couldn't help but say: "My memory is a bit fuzzy."

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "But it doesn't matter, as long as the soul is strong, it can be completely sustained."

Fang Che asked humbly: "How powerful does the soul need to be?"

Yan Beihan said: "Vice-President Bi has two divine metals... because he has two souls."

Fang Che: "..."

"The reason why I say it's okay is because, at any level, when you find that your soul is not strong enough to support you, you can give it up at any time."

Yan Beihan said: "And it won't have any impact."

Fang Che: "..."

A little dizzy. Give up?

"As far as I know, at least my grandfather has given up on it, Grandpa Duan has also given up on it, and several deputy leader grandfathers have also had this experience. As for whether anyone on the Guardian side has given up on it, I don't know.

"

Yanbei Cold Road.

"Where is the Chief Hierarch?"

Fang Che asked curiously.

"The chief leader has never used divine metal, and he has never used any weapons. He will always conquer the world with a pair of iron fists!"

Yan Beihan chuckled.

Fang Che understood.

"Master Yan will need to worry more about these weapons from now on." Fang Che made his request in a vague way.

"hehe……"

Yan Beihan replied with the word "hehe" and there was no movement.

Fang Che couldn't help but roll his eyes, hehe... do you agree or disagree?

Sun Wutian came in silently.

He is still wearing a black cloak and looks like a handsome and handsome Fang Che.

"Today is more tiring than a day of killing people." The old devil sighed.

"We are leaving to go back to East Lake tomorrow."

Fang Che said.

Sun Wutian was stunned: "Leave tomorrow? With such heavy snow, what will the people here in Tiandu do?"

Fang Che suddenly raised his head and looked at Sun Wutian in astonishment: "..."

When Sun Wutian caught Fang Che's gaze, he suddenly understood something and turned his head silently.

He said in a low voice: "Have you finished rectifying it?"

"yes."

Sun Wutian remained silent and stood at the window, looking at the white snow outside the window, the heavy snow falling endlessly from the sky... that vast expanse.

The body slowly changes.

Slowly, the rickets came down and the hair turned gray.

There was a cruel and ferocious look in his eyes again.

He slowly took off his clothes, instinctively wanting to fold them and put them neatly on the stool.

But after folding it, he sneered and threw it directly to Fang Che.

He said calmly: "Whatever you wear, what you do, and where your butt is, you must be responsible for that position."

Fang Che said respectfully: "That's what the Patriarch said."

Sun Wutian looked at the heavy snow outside the window, put his hands behind his hands and said in a lost voice: "Go back to East Lake, go back by yourself. I have other things to do."

"good."

Fang Che didn't ask him why he stayed.

Because he knew that if he asked the question, he would be beaten severely.

but……

"Enter the field, let me see what you have done during this period! You are leaving tomorrow, I will teach you well tonight."

Sun Wutian turned to look at Fang Che, his eyes shining with an extremely ferocious light.

"Grandmaster... I didn't mean it just now... ah..."

Fang Che screamed and was captured into the field.

Immediately, Sun Wutian stepped in.

A brutal and inhumane 'discussion' was conducted.

One night, we ‘discussed’ forty-eight times!

"Next time if something happens, please send me a message at any time. But next time I want to see your cultivation enter the country, your hating sword enter the country, and your flying knife enter the country."

Sun Wutian's eyes were cruel as he looked at Fang Che who was like rotten flesh on the ground.

Fang Che begged desperately: "Please ask the Patriarch... to set a standard!"

"No standards!"

Sun Wutian said arrogantly: "I feel dissatisfied, just dissatisfied!"

"..."

Fang Che spread his swollen body on the ground of the field and lay flat with a look of despair.

Bang!

Fang Che was kicked out hard.

Sun Wutian flashed out of sight and disappeared.

Bang!

Fang Che fell on the bed, and his muscles and even his internal organs seemed to be torn apart at this moment, and the pain nerves were amplified a hundred times with such tenacity...

"...Ouch~"

Fang Che tried hard to hold back but couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Sweat poured down from my head.

Suddenly I remembered what Yan Beihan said about the strength of the divine soul, and couldn't help but think to myself: If I follow Sun Wutian every day with this training method, I'm afraid, with another hundred pieces of divine metal... my divine soul can still hold up.

Ah!

The second day.

early morning.

Fang Che didn't let anyone see him off.

He didn't even tell him that he was leaving, and silently walked out of the main hall of Tiandu Town in the blizzard.

Disappeared in the snow.
To be continued...